Weekly "That's My Boy!"

Mary is going to the bad retirement home for this Ducky Butt outfit.

Pastels, our son doesn't like wearing pastels.

See? You upset him with this Ducky Butt outfit. Maybe he figured out it was a factory screw up since he has one sleeve SLIGHTLY longer than the other.

As you can see, he needed comforting. I kept whispering into his ear "I didn't do this to you, send me to the GOOD retirement center when the time comes".

He isn't sure if this outfit is an improvement, but DAMN he's cute!

Things Heard in This House...

As you know, or should have guessed if you know Mary, we have lots of Pooh stuff. Most of William's things have a mobile of some sort featuring Piglet, Pooh, and Eyore. Last night I almost spit out my beer when I heard.

"You talking to those guys up there? Well you tell Eyore to get happy, Piglet to stop being a pussy, and Pooh that Over Eatters Anonymous meets twice a week".

"Hey, he's asleep, you want to do it? Yeah! If we hurry we can get to sleep right now!"

"Was that you or the baby who just farted?"

I'd type more but I'm blanking at the moment. Also Will is pissing me off to know end. He won't eat, but he won't sleep. We got up at 4am, its now a quarter to 5, and I get up at 6:30am. He did this to me yesterday and I never got back to bed. I love him, but I don't care for him at the moment.

Please, no pictures please

I am sick of that camera going off in my face and my dad holding me in weird positions to make a cute picture. I am now enacting an anti-paparazzi stance. Since I can't stand, or even sit up, I must obscure my face. Someday I will allow more photos of my cuteness to grace the net, but that day is not today!

Get that camera out of my face before I pull a Sean Penn and beat you to death with your own camera!

Where is my entourage!?!? Get this guy out of my face, I'm headed to the spa for a diaper change and "No More Tears" shampoo.

Weekly Dose of William

Alright, it was cold the other day, if you've read my post you already knew this. I got so dang cold I had to put mittens on my son to keep warm. As you can see, he LOVES them.

I like teaching. I especailly like teaching my son to take a nap, although I'm sure MY dad will be glad to give advanced training to my son.

If you can't read it, his shirt says "SILENT NIGHT?"

The truth though is printed on his back where it says "UP ALL NIGHT!" Every morning around 4am, selling him for beer money sounds better and better.

Here we are having a fussing contest. For those that care, I won.

Ok, so truth be told, I did miss him a little and was glad to get home from the lease and back to my family.

Speaking of family, Mary complained to me the other day that she wasn't in very many of the pictures with Will. She's going to kill me for posting this one with her mouth open. Oh yeah, the socks that Will is wearing, one of them says "99% nice" and the other says "1% naughty". I'm thinking the ratios are off a little bit.

My son doing one of his favorite activities. He's set the high score for "Drink the Formula".